Never Ask Me
Year of Creation: 2011 | Published: 2016-03-05 | Theme: Spirituality

The golden beaches,
the salty waters,
rising up to the skies,
and falling down
to the mysterious bottoms of the ocean,-
some things are created
to be passionate
in their restlessness.

My bedroom's ceiling
is showered by the moon,
casting along
its blue rays,-
some things are created
to look beautiful
in their simplicity.

Never ask me:
How does it feel
to be conquered by the illusion
beneath the whirling stars?

I shall take
my life for granted,
denying
the meaningless touch
of death.

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